Eternal Gate

Whoosh!

For a brief moment, Zhao Yun once again united his waist and horse.

"Open, drive me."

Yuan Miao hissed, his true essence surged.

He hasn't lost yet, and he can make a comeback. As long as Zhao Yun is shaken away, he can also sling the true spirit realm.

Of course, what shocked him was that his fourth real essence of Xuan Yang couldn't shake Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun didn't care about these, he could not fall by mistake.

Yuan Miao was thrown down for the second time, and the battle platform crashed and flew. The screams in the rumbling were extremely pleasing. Listen carefully, and you can hear the crackling of the bones. The ghost knows how many bones he has broken, even the blood spurting out. With small pieces of internal organs, the head is buzzing.

It's okay if you don't believe in evil, but you believe it.

Zhao Yun's third fall was over, and Yuan Miao was paralyzed on the spot.

However, this cargo has a solid background and has not fainted, or Zhao Yun has deliberately left his hands.

"Another one." Many people coughed dryly.

The word "you" is used well. Anyone who fights with Zhao Yun on the battlefield will basically end up here. Zheng Ming, who is also watching the show, is a lively example. Is he still on crutches at the moment?

"waste."

Huang Xie gritted his teeth for a while, giving a lot of benefits, and invited Yuan Miao to move.

When he arrived, he was so surprised that Zhao Yun didn't kill Zhao Yun, and he was paralyzed by the fall. If you don't have the diamond drill, don't do the porcelain work! Waste my money.

"Good job."

Su Yu smiled, the smiling thief was happy.

Yang Feng also laughed. After watching so many matches, it was this one that was straightforward, starting quickly and ending quickly. Without seeing Zhao Yun's secret technique, he fell three times in a row and ended the battle directly.

"This kid doesn't seem to be able to do anything except throw people."

Too many people took a deep breath, and after several battles, they didn't see Zhao Yun's secret technique.

It's really useless to learn too much.

Yuan Miao has learned enough! There is no time to move the cards!

"No...impossible."

The most melancholy was Yuan Miao, lying weakly in the human-shaped pit, her body wriggling, and blood was still flowing in her mouth. He coaxed the challenge and made a bet like a bargain, but it was a complete mess. , I also fail to doubt life, is this little true spirit realm a beast? Where is such a powerful force.

Unfortunately, he was overconfident.

Even with so many hole cards and backing, they were knocked down without moving.

A big fight, slap in the face!

"Where did this iron whip come from."

Zhao Yun has received the cash receipt and squatted in front of Yuan Miao.

"Nothing...comment."

In just four words, Yuan Miao said a big gasp, and when he finished speaking, there was blood in his mouth again, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were stained scarlet, and his eyes were full of resentment and hideousness.

Zhao Yun didn't talk nonsense, and knocked it up.

With a pounding sound, Yuan Miao's whole body is ill, and blood is surging in his mouth. The most uncomfortable thing is the spirit. His head buzzes and bursts. He specializes in mental objects. It is the most sour.

It was Zhao Yun who left his hand and only tapped it lightly. If he added gravity, Yuan Miao was dead.

"Where did it come from." Zhao Yun asked again.

When speaking, this guy shook the iron whip in his hand.

Meaning! It's still obvious: say it obediently, or you'll be rewarded again.

"Yan...Zhu Family in Yanyu City, they dedicated it to me."

Yuan Miao was scared and scared. In this state, he couldn't stand the knock anymore.

"The City of Misty Rain." Zhao Yun frowned and saw it on the map. It was more than five hundred miles away from the Tianzong. How could Wang's black iron whip go to the Zhu family? Maybe it was the Zhu family who killed and overwhelmed!

"Ji Hen, you **** it."

When Zhao Yun thought about it, he suddenly shouted.

Before he finished his words, he heard the violent storm-like momentum, mixed with muffled thunder.

It was Jin Xuanzhong, Yuan Miao's master, killed in twos or twos, and the performance platform collapsed in one step. The coercion of the peak of the Ksitigarbha did not abate at all. Not to mention Zhao Yun, even the spectators in the audience were also suppressed for a while. Shaking, those with a slightly weaker background have blood dripping from the corners of their mouths.

"Uncle, why are you so angry?"

Zhao Yun made a faint utterance. He lifted Yuan Miao with one hand, slapped him stunned, and stood in front of him. There was also a short knife lying across Yuan Miao's shoulder. The whole set of movements was to make it clear: It’s best not to act rashly. Otherwise, my knife won't have eyes.

"It's punishable to harm the same family."

Jin Xuanzhong shouted angrily, the sword energy was already gathered between his palms.

"Your disciple asked me to fight." Zhao Yun said, "The rules of the martial arts stage should be clear. Injuries are inevitable. The younger generations will learn from each other, and the older generations should not participate!"

"What a smart mouth."

Jin Xuanzhong snorted coldly, his sword aura was about to be shot, and Zhao Yun could be seconded with just one blow.

"Uncle Uncle, don't drive his nephew mad." Zhao Yun's tone became cold. The broken knife in his hand had already drawn a **** ravine on Yuan Miao's neck. It was to warn the other party and dare to come again. I mind removing his head.

The spectators watched carefully.

This newcomer Ji Hen was so urinary that he dared to threaten the peak of Ksitigarbha.

"good very good."

Jin Xuanzhong laughed in anger, his eyes were cold and murderous.

How many years have passed since he entered the Heavenly Sect, this is the first time he was threatened by a younger generation.

The monstrous anger can't be suppressed.

"Release."

Jin Xuanzhong drank violently, drank like thunder.

In any case, save the disciple first. As for Ji Hen, he will be liquidated later.

"This...I'm afraid I can't let it go." Zhao Yun said lightly, "I just competed with Senior Brother Yuan. There was a bet. He lost and I won. He will be my Ji Hen person for the rest of his life."

"I can testify, I have this bet." Su Yu pulled his ears.

The other spectators laughed more dryly. You made the gambling agreement.

"Naughty animal, don't shame you."

Jin Xuanzhong let out a cold voice, his eyes were like swords, which meant to kill.

"Senior Brother Jin, call me a wicked animal like this. Is Zizhu Peak a decoration?"

The leisurely words sounded abruptly, and everyone felt that the ghosts and charms appeared in front of them, and there was already a beautiful figure on the stage, like a fairy who descended from the sky in white clothes to win the snow, otherwise Xian Chen.

It is Yunyan, Jin Xuanzhong is on the stage, how can she not come.

The aura of the peak of the two Tibetan statues collided in the air, and a halo spreading in all directions. The atmosphere of the martial arts platform was instantly suppressed to the extreme, and even the flying air was frozen into ice slag.

"The apprentice has fought, but the master should also practice?" the spectators said in their hearts.

If so, it would be really interesting. There has never been an elder duel on the martial arts stage.

Zhao Yun kept holding Yuan Miao in his arms, and could not feel the coercion, just because Yunyan stood in front of him, Jin Xuanzhong's aura was removed by Yunyan, and his master was still very strong.

"A good disciple you taught." Jin Xuanzhong snorted coldly, "It's really vicious."

"Senior brother, where do you start?" Yunyan lightly opened his lips. "It was Yuan Miao who challenged him first, but no one forced him. The rules of the martial arts stage, regardless of life or death, if you lose, he asked my disciple to preach. Why is there no one to deceive me in Zizhu? Or is it to deceive me to have a good temper."